How is it the thorns of the vine
Are greater than the fruit
Far more important than the seeds of life
Far more abundant than riches of heavenly things.
I am choked and dry heaving
On temporary things relieving
Please uphold Your spirit within me to surpass the common good!
The common good has become all too common
The common good has become all too bad.
The common good is nothing but bad.
Anything but good.
Lusts… the common bad.
Common man, sinful and deceitful.
And the cares of this world, the desires
They deceive even the greatest of deceivers.
We are receivers of our own deceit.
The common bad.
Liars to ourselves.
Thinking the common good is what we want,
We have misunderstood,
Snakes have lured us in.
Lord restore within me anything but the common good.
Anything but the common bad.
I don’t want anything common…
Give me a peculiar name.
The abnormal anomaly
Let me be an anomaly.
Alien to the common.
Because the common is the majority
And the majority follows.
Help me, Lord, see that being abnormal is normal in Your eyes.
And Your eyes are the only eyes i need to care about to be satisfied.
To be happy.
To be Yours.